speechless

the memories we had, i will hold close to my heart. it feels as if in every part of singapore, i would have experienced something with you there. a ache, sometimes dull, sometimes acute, but always there. i wonder if it will fade away with time, and as i learn to pack my days and get better at smiling when it hurts.
i really want to be friends, not acquaintances.
but its weird, i dont know how. i dont know how to treat you like yiyao, or jenson or zhenkai.
because, the weirdest type of friends, are those together-turned-friends.

meandyou.
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me and you
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posted by GRACECHIA @ 9:45 PM